THE OTHER WORLD
THE PROPHESIED ONE
XAVIER'S ARC
BOOK ONE
CHAPTER 6
HUDSON THE THIEF
Tension builds as Marco read out the Riddle to the kids here, and after a few minutes of elaborating of the Riddle that starts at the crowd around him and smiles. The kid giggles, runs to go hug Marco and runs away. Jocelyn. Through the crowd of people. There was another uproar as men young and old, were yelling. He's forfeited. He couldn't handle it. He reached his breaking point, Marco as confused as the boy's recent. Revation until he heard a person yell stop, thief. Instinctively, Marco searches his pockets. And realized his all his money. He'd built up, was stolen. And he from along with his wallet. Left the stop behind. And chase down the boy.
Xavier, racking his brain in the woods, was exhausted. He sat on a rock and rested his head on his hands. That's when he heard. Historical laughter and quick pacing. Footsteps. He got up to check out what it was. The laughs echoed through the trees. Flying.
Xavier, racking his brain in the woods, was exhausted. He sat on a rock and rested his head on his hands. That's when he heard hysterical laughter and quick pacing footsteps. He got up to check out what it was. The laughs echoed in the woods through the trees. Then there was silence. He stared at a silhouette, human like. Then A moved to his right, lightning fast. All of a sudden it began revolving around his, and he tried to follow its movements. Then it stopped at the same place. He had seen it first. Then he turned sharply to see a boy stealing his back. The boy run. Zavier chased after him. This kid was just as fast as. The first he finally grabbed him, then, slick as a mouse, he escaped. He was running again, by the time in a circle around him, some trees away, hysterical laughter and the egg in quick pace and footsteps again. And now it was like he had just. Exponentially multiplied. First two spinning silhouettes, now 4 circling round him. Xavier was too angry and too impatient to be dealing with such. Kind of. Traps. What would he hit? Silhouettes after silhouettes. They Kel kept running. He was baffled.
Flashback in
And advice his mom gave him when he was little. When you are confused or in a tight spot, just use your mind then senses. Brute force isn't always the key. She smiled her smile. It stayed in memory as he shut his eyes focused in senses under laughter. The steps the one. Now, if it was time to end this, he focused on attack and through. The only sound he heard next was a big. Umm. He swelled, then opened his eyes. The path he had aimed at was cleared, and. Has fallen about 6 trees, with someone lying on the rubble, later Marco finds. The two and quickly tries to warn them quickly. Let's go there. An angry mob trying to too late they'd already been. The mob argued and murmured, telling the market authorities to capture the boy and imprison him. Xavier seconded it. Marco stared at the boy. It was him. It was Hudson. Macro pleaded they should leave him alone and that everyone would get their money back. No, we can't, Once said. He's a market thief. He's regularly stealing from us certain free this. Fine you. Rob another day. The police lifted their hands. There was silence. Alright, listen. As you all know, the consequences of a criminal must be decided by the one who caught him. Market rules. So, Sir. Hudson looked up. I just wanting him to turn around and pity him, but no he. Looked straight at the police and said he returns all he has stolen from you and never sets foot in the market again. When he does this, he's in the hands of the people settled. Said the officer with a smile on his face. The crowd left with their money, shouted hopes of leaving with the death the imprisonment of. To say the least. Of their market troubles.
They aid Hudson. They introduced themselves. Marco tells Xavier how good the kid is in solving problems and how he can really help out in the quest. Hudson was hesitant. Why do I have to go with you guys? He asked. Cause I spared your life. Silly little brat. Via shouted. What's in it for me? He asked again. Do you always have to think about money? Marco replied
Hey, profits and money are what make the world go round, amigo, he said, rather pompous. Who told you that? My stepdad will then help us. Then you get something great indeed. You have my word on your life, I spared. He said calmly, and they all broke out into laughter.
As the market people walked back to the marketplace. I still think the boy should have been imprisoned, whined the man. He has learned a thing or two bad choices, quipped another. Speaking of bad choices. The officer turned as he looked at the large crowd with eyes popped. It's not. No one at the market. They ran only to meet a carnival of green clothes children. And a man raiding every food store and some other stalls too. There were some police tied up and stabbed to A. Seaside formed. Pile in front of their markets. In her historical laughter. Thumb the area. The officer yelled. Catch one. Decide his fate. Market rules, they yelled in Yensen. Now from a carnival of green card elves to a sample of people or how do you chase between market people and even else? The green cloth of people headed. To. Outskirts of the market and into the forest, the people stopped. At the border of the forest, no one daring to go in. I can't believe it. Right. I bet. Start a diversion. Then a big heist frowned. Another. I can't believe it's, one said as they went back to their half empty stalls. Can't believe what? None of us even caught a single one. But they were fast. A hundreds. A man who has been rubbing his face the nose for the past minutes. Granted. And said Fast, smart hundreds blunders. I was literally right behind one, had him right in my hands. Next thing I knew I was hugging a tree. What's the person passed through the tree? Maybe their ghosts? Better yet, spirits or emptied? The people were now shocked, each bearing the countenance of one who had just seen an apparition. The elves not emptied or spirits, but green cloud, mischievous green elves. An old woman leaning. On her stick. Facing the coming crowd spoke out Behind her were some people who didn't gain. Join in the Chase the Cultured. And what's the essay you were chasing? Wasn't an operation, but rather the result of trickery. Magic specialty of the elves.
Dad.
That a kid approached the oldest elf. Yes, son. Where's Hudson? I don't know. He's left for a while. Why? He distracted the humans for us. He he did good. Will he ever come back? I don't. He stayed at the kid. Think he will be away for too long now? Off to bed, he thought to himself. Even if he is. He's been the greatest prophet this family has ever seen. Thank you, son. He said while holding. A framed portrait of Hudson standing along with portraits of his twelve other siblings. Hope we see you again soon, he said, and shout the portrait down on the ground along with four others that were shot on the ground.